A realistic fantasy novella with themes of family love, growth and intergenerational understanding.
As graduation approached, "I" decided to leave my hometown, but I had a heated argument with my father at the train station over my future choices. While taking shelter from the rain late at night, I mistakenly entered a platform shop that only appears during heavy rains, service outages or delays in the last train. There are no new items in the store, only old tickets, cold tea and mints with no production date. The shopkeeper handed over two tickets to different eras. From then on, my father and I began to enter each other's lives.
I became an eighteen-year-old father and experienced his life of giving up his dreams, taking on the responsibility of the family, and learning to be a father. My father also became a young me, and for the first time I felt the weight of growth, loneliness, and not being understood. Dreams cannot change the past, and they cannot truly become each other. They can only walk into the fragments of each other's lives that echo the current emotions again and again. As the old tickets were opened one after another, a regret spanning three generations gradually emerged: it turned out that my father had walked into this shop when he was young and tried to understand his father, but in the end he could not express it.
The train cannot return to the missed platform, and life cannot be restarted. But when they finally admit that no one can fully understand another person's life, true empathy quietly begins.
This is a story about growth, responsibility, silence and love. It is also a story about stopping intergenerational harm and learning to understand each other. Everyone has a ticket that has not been caught up, and lending me a stop and becoming you is a journey to get closer to each other again.
Concept: A young man who always felt that his father only quarreled and never understood him, exchanged lives with his father in a dream in a mysterious shop at the train station, only to discover that their most intense quarrels all came from the same fear: the fear of being abandoned by the people closest to them.
